Date: 3/13/2007

Darkest hour before the dawn

and when i wake in a cold sweat and my subconscious has conjured up another moving photo story when my eyes were closed, when the darkest corner of my soul is locked into reconciling all that is reason and truth to understand ..to come to terms with.. to rest easy with.. the fact that you left with without a word or backward glance.. and for all that i meant to you i'm dissolved into a reconstructed cheapened chewed up and spat out bit part player..when i look out into the early morning sky ..upon unsettled cloudy wake...my dawn will break.. i will march just as boldly and trust as readily as if newborn, because one day, there's some like minded soul that will love me for it..


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